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21 Jan: Found Poetry of Ragnarök
The Weavers c.9 And of this I know.He is life and Was meant for a friend Last,Longest, butTo be fair, FatesGave he and gave he again Litilla sanda To friendsBestowed laughter for laughterBy this friend, he hadBefriended foe Litilla sanda kömer The Weavers spokeTo bearBewareThe snare of laughter Young, you were once,BewilderedWho gave and gave…
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21 Jan: A Six – To Stoke a Fire
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 6 To Stoke a Fire Nick opens the Georgian bowed glass doors of the Wykeham Arms, “Thank you,” I say as the barman looks up from pouring a pint and nods, “Table by the bishop’s mitre is ready; it’s been relaid…
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17 January: Ten Things of Thankful
In no particular order: 1. New term starts. Switching on research mode. I’m so thankful that most of what I need can be found online. Centuries of history digitised. 2. Scan results: stable. There’s enough thankfulness in that one to fill numbers 2-9. 3. Leftover Christmas cheeses and fruit for dinner. 4. He who reminds…
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16 Jan: A Thursday Door
Bushboy (Brian Dodd) shares photos of doors, but not just any doors. Spectacular doors from his journeys. Dan’s Thursday Doors opened the door on this. I love doors of all sorts. I’ve trawled through my photos and found a few to share. ©Misky 2022-25 Shared on X #amwriting @bushboywhotweet and @DAntion
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16 Jan: A Six – Part: 5
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 5 The Edge of Breath, Part 5 Sometimes you smell the fragrance of eternity, and other times you look down, see your reflection in the mud, and check to see if you’ve stepped in something, but today as lightning sheered across…
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15 Jan: Journal of Thoughts from Last Week
Fragments of a 10-Year Old I watched her kiss our waitress by the bins behind the Pancake House – they held each other like a secret, and that memory fell into this drop of ink along with flowers that eat meat and ravenous weeds that digest flies, and I remember that my father’s voice made…
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13 Jan: Found Poetry of Ragnarök c.8
Straight be their road and short,Whose heartsLean into one They ask, nor answer nought. Ërusk gægnhőllir About this better cravingThis bleeding heartThis unsure knowingThis table round as it is long. Ërusk gægnhőllir Yet loveBe their reward, and Straight be their roads and short. This is the continuation of the series of Found Poetry sourced from…
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12 January: Journal of Thought
Note: Please read Spira’s post above and listen to the YouTube music video. This is my response to his post and accompanying music. Another Utterance This is musicthat tears a holein your soul’s fabric It does what thoseof time and circumstancecannot do for themselves. It is a stave for an undoable past, and we listen…
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11 Jan: A Six – Part: 4
Beyond an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 4 Stonehenge: Latitude: 51.1789° N, Longitude: -1.8278° W The gods decided to send a storm … but they weren’t just talking about it – they were bloody screaming, and the clouds were black as the brows of doom. Nick shouts over…
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10 January: Ten Things of Thankful
In no particular order: 1. Nico and Luisa live in Bogotá. Year round it’s 20°. Frost? What’s frost, asks Nico. We go outside and I write their names on the patio table – it’s thick with hoar frost. What’s a hoar, asks Nico … as he leans over to lick the tabletop. His mother grabs…
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